KHI Tourney V2 .::Dark Silence::.

[Masquerade]

Yes, yes. Another tourney. Perhaps those whom did not have the time, or did not partcipate in the last are welcome here. Short notice, yet we all need a good battle to prove ourselves, correct? I see this as a way to help the Rankings as well.

This is sanctioned by Elemental Arts, so prizes will be awarded, although this is the internet. On behalf of the site, I think it would be best for the top three to state what they would like for themselves, and a prize will be given, obviously. Templates on this signup. There is nothing more I can say, yet this is just sign ups, so SIGN UP!

--Breakdown
--Knives
--Darkness-2-light
--Blahmaster
--Setharoth
--Battlecry
--Blood Alchemist
--Desert Jesus
--Limitless
--Wolfy
--The Marauder
--Tidusora
--Jinsei
--Fatal Advent
--Justme3
--King Naruto

[???]

Do we need to post our charachter?,cuz you didn't so....?

[Antlion]

I will judge. Don't feel like being in another ^_^ Especially since I might be in the finals...

[???]

Alright I don't know if I have to sign up with a charachter,but for now I'll sign up.

[Hip-Hop]

Breakdown, I'm in. I'll show all of yall what the new kid can do...
Okay here's the temp. (and Fatal why would I switch character in the middle of a tournament?)
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Name: BeLac Sheelo

Title: The Forsaken Avenger

Age:18

Gender: Male

Race: Earthling

Appearance:

BeLac is a tan young man, the color of his skin like that of a Hawaiian. He stands at 5’11 ½” and has not a muscular build, but a well toned body (think a professional soccer player). He weighs approximately 175 lbs. But about 80% percent of that is pure muscle. He has normal sized ebony eyes with a trace of blue in them. His hair is black, coming to his shoulders.

As far as his clothes go, he is very stylish. He wears a royal blue trench coat (untied) that reaches down to his mid shin, complete with a matching fedora with a white strip about 2 inches in width just above the brim. Hs black hair is visible, poking out of the bottom of his hat. Beneath the trench coat he wears a white collared shirt (tucked in) with a black tie, he is wearing royal blue suit pants and shiny black dress shoes with a square tip.
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Personality: BeLac is a calm character. Never one to lose his cool, BeLac takes life easy. Back when earth was still a place, he often liked to watch old timey movies (somewhat explaning his style of dress). He can be a bit of a show off at times, which occansionally is his downfall. He is a sarcastic person, always having a smart remark ready as a come back. The rest is somewhat of a mystery, he rarely let’s people know what he is really like.
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Weapons: Mary Mary: His dual lazer handguns, a momento of his father. Due to the fact that the wise one magically enhanced his guns, they do not over heat like normal lazer guns. His handguns also control his magick, the first Mary (A royal blue gun) control his fire, earth, and water magic. The second Mary (a white gun) controls his wind, lightning, and ice magick. All he has to do is speak the name of the element he wishes to use and fire a shot. How he actually uses the element does not have to be spoken, only thought. He can do magic without his guns, just not as strong

Blasphemy: A sword strapped to BeLac’s back beneath his coat, he received it after he completed his training with the wise one. The sword is odd in that it cannot cut people (If he tries it turns transparent and passes through the object he was trying to cut), it swaps the molecules in the air. With a swing of it, he can replace the air with pure energy. The strength of the energy depends on how many different particles and molecules that have mixed in the space he wishes to create it. The wise one told him that as his power grew he would eventually be able to weild the sword, but he is not strong enough as of yet.
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Abilities:

Normal Form:

Fade: One of the many abilities learned from the wise one, BeLac can use this as a teleport like ability. Instead of instantly teleporting, he fades out of sight. It takes about 5 seconds for him to fully disappear, which leaves him open for attack. Once faded, he can reappear anywhere in a three-mile radius of his point of origin.

Doppelganger: BeLac can make up to five copies of himself, each as strong as the original. Also, each doppelganger is able to use his various forms making them even more deadly. The doppelgangers have no real minds; all they know is to attack the target. Although their minds are small, they can use simple battle tactics against foes.

Jump: An effect of the super soldier serum, he can jump to extreme heights. Capable of going up to 52 feet straight up, if he gets a running start he can jump up to 75 feet in a single bound.

Super Strength: Another super soldier serum ability, he is super strong. It is said that if he were to really strain himself he could move mountains.

Super Speed: Yet another super soldier serum ability, BeLac can run at speed 40 mph.

Explosion: An extremely powerful attack, he usually uses it as a last resort. He can expand the magick barrier that is around his close to an extremely wide circumference and force it to explode, essentially destroying all in its way. This attack drains a lot from BeLac because he must put nearly all is energy into the shield to make it explode.

Ice/Fire/Earth/Wind/Water/Lightning forms: Because of the shield around him, BeLac can take totally tune himself with a single element. While in his forms he has extra abilities along with his default ones. While in his Fire, Ice, and Lightning forms BeLac is untouchable, or else the person will be frozen/burned/electrified.
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Ice Form: Basic ice abilities, can shoot ice clouds from his hand, can with stand extreme cold, etc.


Ice Shields: Using his enhanced ice powers BeLac can create strong shields of ice to block attacks with a wave of his hand.

Ice Crystals: BeLac can send out sharp ice crystals at his opponent. The crystals freeze any object on impact, but only in the area that it made contact. This attack can be used rapidly.

Ice Tomb: BeLac can incase a foe in a tomb of ice, essentially killing them instantly. This attack tends to be slow, and take a little while to power up meaning he can’t use it as soon as he enters his ice form.

Ice Tracks: In an iceman like move, BeLac can make ice tracks in front him enabling him to fly kind of. This move can also be used to wrap up opponent in the icy trail he leaves behind
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Fire Form: Basic fire moves, hands like a flamethrower, etc.

Flight: Using the fire as to shoot himself around like a rocket, BeLac can fly.

Inferno: Raising his hands high above his head, BeLac fires a giant fireball at his opponent. After the fireball is thrown, he launches several smaller fireballs after his opponent.

Fiery Cross: Shoots walls of fire out from his body in the form of a cross, he then spins around in a circle scorching all caught in the attack.

Blaze: Set the entire arena ablaze, uses massive energy and drains his power severely.
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Earth Form:

Earthen spikes: Can make sharp spikes protrude from the earth beneath his opponent, the spikes are extremely sharp and hard.

Cave-In: Traps opponent in a ball of earth and collapses it around them.

Quick Sand: Makes sand come up from the ground and engulf them in sand, dragging them beneath the ground.

Earthen Sword: Uses a large chunk of earth to create a long sword. Sharp, long, and quick, this move makes him rather deadly.
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Wind Form:

Super Gust: Makes the wind blow at blistering speeds, ripping the exposed flesh off of opponents.

Tornados: Can create small tornados to shoot at his opponent. The longer the tornados travel across the land, the weaker they become making this attack short range.

Flight: Using the wind to push him along he can fly through the skies. Similar to fire form flight, but while in wind form he can attack and move more freely while in the air.

Katrina: Tornados to form around his opponent, lifting them high off of the ground and dropping them to their death.
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Water Form:

Liquefy: BeLac can use the water to breakdown his molecular structure, allowing him to become extremely flexible. With this ability he can do things like, dodge a blow to the head without moving his neck, etc.

Disperse: Fusing molecules with the water molecules in the air, he can disappear and move through the air in a million little pieces coming together at will.

Tital Wave: Making water come from his hands he can send a rather large amount of water at his opponent.

Water Control: He can send out controlled balls of water, each ball only keeping its magic qualities for about 3 minutes.

Break Out: Using the water control ability, BeLac can send water inside an opponent and literally drown them from the inside out.
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Lightning Form:

Lightning Bolts: Can shoot lightning bolt from his hands.

Lightning spear: Can create a large lightning bolt in the form of a spear, after which he can either throw it or use it as a weapon.

Quickness: In this form his super speed is enhanced, allowing him to move at 90 mph.

Lightning Storm: Can make seven lightning bolt come from the sky and strike his opponent. At the same time he can shoot lightning at his opponent on the ground.
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Bio: The year is S.D. 801, the planet earth. For years the galactic federation has had a top-secret project in works, and finally their objective has been achieved. In a lab deep within the crust of the little blue planet, the galaxies top scientist have created a serum. The called it “The Fountain of Youth Project.” Using advanced neuroscience they have created a virus that will holt the body’s aging process at a certain age, approximately 26. With this serum, they realized that they could send whole crews of soldier to planets far beyond where they could go with hyperspace. It could revolutionize not only space travel but also life itself for the whole galaxy. But first they must test it, and that is where the story of BeLac Sheelo Begins.

A young child runs through a long hall, towards a man with his arms outstretched. The child is a girl, bearing the same name as her mother, Mary. The man, obviously her father, picks up the babe in a joyous embrace. From a door at the other end of the hall comes a nurse, with a baby wrapped in a blue cloth. She approaches the man, who puts down the girl and picks up the baby, staring lovingly into his black eyes. “Who’s that?” says the girl a little confused.
“This is your little brother,” says they man in a loving voice, “BeLac.” The girl stands on her toes and stares at the baby, in awe of her brother. Then, as if by some cruel twist of fate, a man dressed in a federation uniform comes and confiscates the baby, walking out of the hallway through a door at the opposite end the nurse came from. “Goodbye BeLac,” says the man sorrowfully as watched his only son carried out the doot towards a waiting transport ship.

The once peaceful baby screams as a long needle is injected into his mid forehead. “Great,” said a man who was obviously a scientist, “His body is not rejecting the super soldier serum. Now for the Fountain of Youth.” With that he once again walked over to the baby and injected a needle. “Is the ship ready?” said the man to a waiting soldier.
“YES SIR!” said the soldier, standing at attention. The scientist the n picked up the baby and placed him inside a small dome. “You shall be the first, and you shall make all of our lives better.” Spoke the scientist to the babe. The dome then retracted into a large space craft, and took off towards the stars. “All for the sake of science.” Said the man as he walks back into the lab, taking one last look at the space craft before heading through the large steel door.

The large spaceship traveled through the great sea of blackness, stars passing by it as it sped on. Inside the craft was naught but a lonely child, and lonely he would be until his destination was reached. The spaceship had all the nessasary needs of survival, it had food, entertainment, water, and as the boy grew he became accustom to how his life would be. One part of the ship fascinated him more than all the others. It was a picture, a picture of a man, a woman, and a young girl. The computer had informed BeLac that these people were what was called his family. Their names were John, Mary, and Mary.

As the ship passed farther through the endless void of space, when it finally came into view of a large green planet. The ship started to travel faster towards the planet, bursting through the atmosphere in a huge ball of fire. It crashed into the plant in what seemed to be a bog. BeLac crawled out from what was the only home he had known for 12 long years. A cold chill came over his body, he was not used to non room temperature air, but thanks to the super soldier serum coursing through his veins his body did not go into shock. H went out to explore the muddy paradise, riddled with giant roots of trees and strange green substances. For hours he walked, farther and farther into the bog, until he came upon a small hut.

Inside the hut was a small, dog like creature. He looked like a dog yet he stood on two legs like a man. He had blue fur and large green eyes, and as BeLac wandered in his ears perked up. He introduce him self to the boy as The Wise One, sole inhibitor of the planet Avalon. He spoke to the boy and told him that he only held the knowledge of the universe (not Omniverse). At first he told the boy that since he was the first person to travel far enough to find him in over a millennia, he entrust all his knowledge to him. Thus the training began, and train vigorously they did.

For years The Wise One taught the boy, teaching him not only techniques to be used in battle but also the wisdom of a being twenty times his own age. Once, when The Wise One first saw the boy use his incredible strength he told him to punch the ground as hard as he possibly could. The boy readied himself and struck the ground with so much force he left a ole the size of the doors to cathedral where he’d punched it. From then on The Wise One told him to limit his use of brute strength, and to focus on using his magic for normal everyday acts. Over the years he became extremely skilled with his magic, once nearly moving the entire planet. One day The Wise One told him that he must go out and explore the galaxy of which he had learned for himself. On the eve of his departure, BeLac went to his ship and retrieved the only momento he had of his “family.” It was a blue and white outfit and two dual lazer handguns. For the outfit he made it extremely magic resistant, it was as good as any armor in the galaxy, and for the guns he gave the ability to use magic at his command. The Wise One had one last gift for his beloved student, a great sword called Blasphemy. He told BeLac that regardless of his training he could only use the weapons ability, and it would take sometime for him to learn to used the sword in a combat situation.

With guns in hand and sword in sheath he departed from his old master, surely never to see him again. A tear came on his face as he flew from the only actual planet he had ever known. He flew on for weeks, his magic powering up the ships engine to speed up the process of returning to his home. Upon arrival at the coordinates in his nav. Computer looked out of the windshield and saw… nothing. The planet had been completely obliterated by some unknown force. Rage over came BeLac, and he then and there decided to find the perpetrators of this heinous crime. He knew that chances of his success were low but he was determined. He now roams the omniverse, searching for the race that destroyed the home he never knew.



World: Earth/Avalon

Theme Song: Breaking the Habit- Linkin Park

[Antlion]

Of course you need templates...I assume you will use the same character throughout the tourny.

[Ragione]

I'll gladly join this.

Name: Faible Melas

Gender: Male, in his current state.

Age: His true age is in the trillions, but his physical is 26.

Appearance: He is very tall with handsome features, and a muscular body. He has long limbs, very blond and somewhat long hair, and eyes as blue as the sapphire sea. Besides his hair, his body could be mistaken for his counterpart's, David. He wears a gray cloak, but under he hides a bright white robe that shines in the sun and can blind opponents.

Race: French

Home World: Earth

Personality: Faible is very outspoken and bright in all times. He always aids his allies, and attempts to make friends with everyone. But, he is merciless to his enemies and all who go against the Light, and his friends.

Element: The deepest and purest Light.

Weapon: LightBeam, a powerful weapon which can form into any shapes or materials to aid Faible. The light molecules are very tightly put together, so there are no air molecules whatsoever, which make it almost completely indescructable. But if it were to somehow be broken, it can easily reform in no time at all. It can block/reflect any attack except for the power of darkness, chaos/void, and venom/famine. Though it can transform into any material Faible wishes, they are somewhat illusions. The materials are just condensed forms of LightBeam, and cannot be used for anything besides battle. Faible has an almost unlimited amount of LightBeam, so he can split it in two to have two weapons, and duel wield them. This of course is not effective with Camoufle or Clair, because they cannot use Light energy while it is being spent on having another weapon.
LightBeam also allows Faible to absorb Fire and Light, for strength and for healing.

These are the most common forms it takes:

Allumer: A huge and heavy sword, which is capable of deflecting many attacks (including ranged, melee, and magical), and splitting most things in two. It is complete silver, which is bright and extremely shiny.

Allument: A gigantic tomahawk, made of various woods and metals. It is capable of guarding against projectiles and many weapons, but it is very heavy and slow. It can make huge shockwaves which can hurt and knock away opponents.

Léger: A large and round shield, which can deflect any attack excluding LightBeam's magical weaknesses. It is also a strong melee weapon, and can knock opponents away with ease. In emergencies, it can also be thrown like a "Frisbee" to hurt and/or knock away opponents. This shield is made out of the same material as Allumer, which makes it able to use several kinds of Light spells (but mostly blinding kinds).

Camoufle: A long bow, made of the finest and strongest yew wood, which is also indestructible. It is very sharp at both ends, so it can be an emergency melee weapon, and can also block some attacks. Camoufle is capable of shooting long distances with arrows made of Light energy, which Faible has an almost unlimited amount of.

Clair: A long rod, which can shoot beams of Light at enemies to knock them back, blind them, or dispel their spells. It is a foot taller than Faible himself, and is also a good melee weapon. Clair is made of Light Wood, from a rare tree hidden in a place in Paris.

Abilities: Faible is able to manipulate the Light in the lands to slowly heal himself, blind opponents, block attacks, teleport himself a ways, increase his speed, and aid himself and allies in many ways. Faible is always learning, so you can never know what to expect from him. He is crafty and very bright, so he will sometimes imitate his foe's attacks but with the power of the light.

Bio: Throughout the time Melas, the Light, has spent in the Omniverse, he has been haunted by one thing: Salem, the Darkness. For however long the great galaxies have been around, Light and Darkness have fought for dominance, for control over the huddled masses that were planets. Trillions of creatures and beings and spirit and planets, and even the Omniverse, were destroyed in the outcome. Even subconsciously, instinctively, and even mentally they were fighting, never a break. The basic Good and Evil started then, spirits and beings sided with the Light and Darkness, and became Angels and Demons.

The Light always wanted to do good things, and sent out the angels to create Life and aid the animals of the endless forests in the Omniverse. Diseases were cured; the more intelligent creatures that came to rise lived in the thousands. They made a great utopia of Light, while the angels watched over it, protecting it from the forces of Darkness. And as the humans came into the second life, of Heaven, they became great angels, to watch over the Utopia, which came to be known as Bonheur, the Happiness. But, the utopia slowly turned into a bustling city, and the creatures expanded throughout the lands of Earth. The utopia was now Paris, in the human country of France.

The Darkness had its own "utopia" of sorts, for the Eirien, a strange race on the hot planet of Venus. They created temples for the Darkness, and the demons watched over them carefully. But they learned the ways of the machine, and made cloaking devices to hide from the Light and any humans that would come. They also used the Darkness to save them from the terrible heat of Sol, the Sun of the Milky Way, which was under the power of the Light.

The Darkness created a huge Demonic army to wipe out mankind on the planet of Earth, and he sent them out. All seemed to be going well, until the great power of the atmosphere destroyed them all. The angels had sacrificed themselves to protect the people of Earth. Now, both Angels and Demons stayed in their separate realms, away from the planets, in Heaven and Hell.

Many religions came into being on Earth, talking about a mysterious creator who wielded Light and was honored by the people. Rumor of an ancient utopia in the Middle East came, but the French all knew that it was in Paris where the true utopia was found. Everything of it was demolished, but one single white yew tree of Light Wood, which grew to be five feet tall. It was in a beautiful garden, where people came to worship the Light and the gift of the yew tree.

But, one day, it was taken. Taken from the garden. Screams and cries and saddened dreams came from the people of France, and they looked to their newly appointed King, Charles the Third. He promised peace and spreading of their religion throughout Europe, but it was all, in fact, a lie. He sent out his guards to take the tree, and put it in his secret chambers, where he worshipped it himself. He himself thought he was the only worthy one, so he told the people he would take swift action against the thief. He would put a small cut on his wrist, every day he came to worship the tree, until the people quieted down.

But, in fact, they stormed through the gates of the palace, demanding the tree, demanding action of the Royal Army. And the King came forth, promising, but he started to bleed, from his wrists. The people watched as his hands sprung forth from his arms, onto the ground, and he covered them, in pain. He ran to the tree, for healing, and the people chased him. The guards protected him, and all seemed lost for the people. But, a champion of light came forth, known only as Melas, and used a great sword to knock back the guards, and killed the evil tyrant King Charles the Third. He solely uprooted the tree and replanted it in the Paris Garden, never to be seen again in France.

The champion was seen yet again, on Venus, to stop the cultists, but was, unfortunately, killed by David Salem himself. The Darkness and Light met again to battle forth, but in the form of creatures. But, the Light shined forth from the people, to stop the Darkness, but sadly destroyed the planet of Venus. People heard of the man's heroics and made a statue of him, the great one, known as Faible Melas, champion and savior of the Light.

Theme Song: Here comes the Sun King by The Beatles

[Setharoth]

Since i ahd to forfiet cause of family problems on the last tourney i think i will join this one... and ed... is this really the second KHI tourney or are you making it up XD.....
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Name: Seth Zeion
Nickname: The mirage named Sorrow
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Species: A religious phenomenon born directly from the Astral plane
Home town: a village called Elgnra
Home world: Velza

Weapons:
(Main weapon)
Twelve Bladed Sorrow- A broadsword that can be split into several sword if desired. The blade of the broadsword is five feet in length and nine inches wide. The blade is two inches thick on the blunt side of the sword and in the middle of the blade (about four and one half inches) the slope of the blade starts. The blade has a design of the blunt of the sword that looks two of the capital cursive L. In the design ever other L is connected at the top and the other, which haven’t been connected, are connected at the middle. Then in the middle a huge symbol that looks like the symbol for Saturn in alchemy is imprinted on both sides. The handle of the blade is eight inches long and is wrapped in straps of leather.
(Sub weapon)
Throwing Knives- These throwing knives are five inches long. They are less than half a pound. The throwing knives are in a belt that is covered in more than one hundred knifes.
(Sub weapon)
Dagger- These daggers are about ten inches long. They are extremely thin so that the air resistance is zero to none. The dagger is located at the back of his boots. They cannot be reached unless Seth is kneeling down.

Equipment:
Light chain mail- This chain mail is located underneath his shirt. The chain mail is about 1 pound and is very useful to prevent jabs and bullets but it’s not perfect.
Gloves- These gloves are made for grip so that it is easier to hold objects in his hands and it is nearly impossible to drop something without wanting to do it. At the tips of these gloves are metal nails that are good for climbing but can easily cut someone with tremendous force.
Empty Journal- A book that he found out everything about him from.. he sometimes reefers to it as a bible of my own religion.
Brown Overcoat- Seth’s favorite overcoat. He makes lots of appearances with it since he never goes anywhere without it.
Pocket watch- Seth carries around a pocket watch for no good reason except that it has a picture of his mother inside. The mother that sacrificed her life for him.

Powers:
Seth’s power resides in four basic things. The first one is Souls. Seth has the power to manipulate soul through his will. He can cause them to move through his speak, mind, and even his subconscious sometimes. The second power is he can enhance blood. The blood, which he touches, can be used against anyone he pleases so if you have a bloodstain on your clothing beware cause if it is familiar blood he can use it. The third power is his tears. In times of need Seth’s tears become enhanced as well. They can vary from attacks to barriers. The fourth is just that he has a little bit control over the shadows that surround him. Nothing really that big to worry about

Techniques:
(souls)
Soul magnet- Seth will attract all the souls around him that have no object or body to into and he will let them reside inside him.
Soul hypnosis- Seth will be in complete control of the souls (non-living) around him. But this limits his power in his body making him weaker. His physical attacks are slower but the spiritual ones are extremely increased.
Soul Sense- Seth can look at a soul and determine its power. The soul that he looks at doesn’t always have to be detected from its body. It can be a living soul but all living souls send a message to Seth. Depending on their strength Seth might become attracted towards I or maybe he might ignore it. Also depending on the detached soul Seth might be attracted to that one as well.
Soul Read- Seth looks into your mind and can look into you memories. He usually combines this move with other.
Soul Implant- He can place a memory into your mind that he experience or has in possession. When he places this into your mind you are paralyzed and you will feel the pain and feeling of the soul that felt it.
Soul Transfer- Seth will move one spirit into another. He can place an extra soul into an object but that soul will increase the objects in a certain attribute.
Soul Image- Seth can make you see something of the past or something made up. He can use this to make you even doubt what is real and fake.
Soul Shield- Seth will use the spare souls he has to make a shield around him or something else. When the shield is hit his strength is decreased since the souls leave his body after an attack but its very slow and only powerful hits will cause that affect.
Soul Bullet- Seth will use a single soul to attack the opponent. He will shot the soul at the person to cause great mental damage. This attack will cause the opponent to stop or his strength will decrease dramatically
Soul combustion- Seth materializes the souls around him into a weapon. This can vary from a spear to a knife. This ability takes a medium amount of souls to make possible but there is a catch. The weapon cannot be seen by anyone who isn’t to a shaman or so forth.
Soul blast- This attack is similar to soul bullet but at the same time very different. Seth concentrates a number of souls into a set area. Depending on how many he uses the attack will differ. This ability doesn’t always have to be summoned right in front of Seth.
Soul shake- Seth will send multiple souls around the area to influence it. The changes can be something as simple as rocks falling or an earthquake. It can also be used on his opponent to cause the to trip or fumble.
Soul wall- Seth will make a wall out of Soul. This wall can easily be shatter like glass but it has enough power to stop objects/people or to be walked on.
Soul split- Seth will compact a certain amount of Souls together to make an explosion. The power of the explosion depends on hoe many souls are concentration in the area. The explosion only happens when the souls are separate so Seth could hid them in multiple secret area’s
Soul spike- Seth scatters multiple souls across the arena. These souls can act like icicles hanging from the ceiling or nails on the ground. It all depends on the arena.

(shadows)
Shadow Bullet- Seth will send the shadow to the opponent and it will cause damage. The shadow will cause the opponent to be blinded and all his senses will have the same affect. When he does this the opponent is paralyzed for a short period of time.

(blood)
Blood Bullet- Seth will shot his blood at his opponent. When Seth does this the opponent will be slowed down and weaken but no damage will be done. This moved is not recommended since it takes damage from you to do

(tears)
Tear Shield- When Seth cries his tear can be infused with his blood and it will cause an impenetrable barrier to be formed. This ability can only be used when Seth is losing the fight and need a safe place for a while
Tear Paralyze- Seth will take his tear and throw it at the opponent. When he does this the opponent is paralyzed for a good amount of time but this move is hard to pursue since it has to hit the opponent forehead.
Tear heal- when Seth is in great enough pain his tears can heal him

Spiritual Forms:
Wings of Pursuit- Seth will use the tattoo on his back to make one wings sprout out of his back. These wings are white in color and it cause Seth to become stronger for a period of time. During that time he will become faster and stronger.
Wings of Sorrow- Seth will use the tattoo on his back to make two wings sprout out of his back. These wings are gray in color and cause Seth to become stronger in all aspects including his magic. Seth’s spirit control will become stronger depending on what spirits are powering him during this time. The more spirits Seth has stored up the stronger he is during this time.
Wings of death- When Seth is on the brink of dieing he can use most of his soul to make a final attack against the enemy. He will grow pitch-black wings and his hair will grow white. Also his eyes will become color blind except for the color of crimson red and of course blank and white. Seth’s tattoo will completely vanish and the angel he is with will become alive in his soul. She will completely control Seth and all the souls that he can control.

Summon:
Spirit summon- Seth can summon spirits from the world. He can summon anything from animal to even a plant. When Seth summons the spirits around him they can do various things. One they can affect the area around him so that it grows faster or slower. Two he can makes things happen like he can make fire be summon in its true form and cause the spirit to attack the enemy in its regular form Three he can make the Spirit into its native form and show the true essence of all the spirits around him. When he does this all most any form of the spirit can appear.
Shadow summon- Seth can make shadow creature appear. They will copy Seth form to the last detail and attack the enemy. Unfortunately the shadows are very weak so simple slash of the sword can kill them. The shadow creature can also copy an object in the arena and confuse the enemy by making fakes and that can cause him to lose concentration of the area around him.
Blood/Tear Summon- Seth can summon these liquids into a certain area.
Angel summon- Seth can summon an angel that follows him around. This angel will be infused in him or his weapon. When he is infused with his weapon the weapon will increase in strength, speed, durability, and range. Also when the weapon is infused the weapon may also gain tributes like fire or electricity (but there are others).

Rituals:
Tattoo Ritual- Seth will place a lot of blood from anyone on his back and it will summon the angel in a human form. She will use the souls around her for weapons as she transforms them into various things. Her power is the same as Seth’s but she doesn’t have all the techniques he has.

Blood Ritual- Seth will center himself in a circle of blood. If there is enough it a blue glow will come from it. The blood itself passes through two phases. The first is that is starts to stack on one another cause a multiple beasts ready to attack. These beasts aren’t very dangerous but they can be great shields and distraction as they have the ability to concentrate the blood with in themselves to different levels. The second phase is the deadlier phase. The blood beast combine with one another causing a single beast this beast however isn’t the end. It combines with Seth as the beast’s abilities are at Seth’s ease as he is in the center of that blood armor.

Tear Ritual- Seth will summon all of the water that he expelled from his eyes. This will make tiny fairy like creature. These creatures may appear harmless but they are far from that. There speed is incredible as the attack you. Every time they touch your skin it is as if a knife just cut across it but if they hit you head on it feel like a brick had just hit you. This leaves behind a burn once it was finished. That’s not all the fairies have a second phase. They attack to Seth’s arms and feet making gauntlets of some sort. This increase for attacks that are up close and every time they hit you the same thing happens that happened in the first phase.

Appearance:
(Seth Zeion)[url]http://www.deviantart.com/view/22325436/[/url] + a tattoo of two Humans curled up into a ball but they are sleeping. They are trying to grab each other’s hands but can't reach them. The second human looks like the angel that follows Seth around.
(Angel) http://www.deviantart.com/view/12823406/

Height: Six Foot

Weight: One Hundred Sixty-Five Pounds

Personality:
Seth Zeion is a person that is hard to describe. His personality tends to differ at multiple times but his normal one is quite sad. He is a depressed person who prefers to walk through everything and ignore it than to be in the shadows. If he sees someone or something that reminds him of his past or has an obligation to he will go out of his way to complete any task to help it or destroy it but that depends on the situation. Seth also has a second personality deep within him. When he is being in a situation where an extreme amount of power is flowing through his body he becomes someone you can call insane. All the pain that is thrown towards him makes him smile and even laugh. It is hard not to be intimidated by his attitude on the battle but this personally doesn’t last. From deep within Seth takes control of himself once again to fight in his depressed state.

Bio:
This man’s life is one that most people would call fantasy or maybe a omen of death but the most important events happened while he first enter this world fortuned for destruction.

In the deep outskirts of the land called Abviol there was a single town where it was considered a holy town. They believed that the Earth was just the shell of a single person’s soul and that we were all protectors. Only those who were corrupt with power betrayed the earth. They also had many believes in that a special breed of humans are sent into this world to shun those who have forgotten their true purpose in this world and that was to protect it.

This town’s name was Elgnra. Well the name of this town is now considered more of a legend then of a holy town since there isn’t a single trace of its existence in the place where the to was considered to be hidden in. The only records of the name of this town came from varies artisans and philosophers but now a day these people are dead and a single soul remains.

This person was considered to be a gift straight from the earth to destroy all those who try to kill the soul of the Earth and those who protect it. Depending on whom this child was born from the Earth was going to revile the True mother of all humanity and what was the difference from being human and a monster. Some philosophers said that it was intelligence and others said that it was power. Occasionally some said that it was that we weren’t truly human at all but we are the ones who are going to set the stage for a race much more human in this sense. All of these philosophers were wrong. It wasn’t power, intelligence, or that we weren’t human at all but a single feeling which we can base everything we have known on. This feeling was Sorrow. The ability to feel regret for yourself and others. This ability gives us the ability to correct our mistakes and to bring a brighter tomorrow but it also curses us with the pain of everything.

So this shows that the most humane of us are those who greave with everything we have done. This sense of guilt makes us want to atone for our mistakes but since our mind can’t take the feeling of feeling sorry for everything we slowly drug ourselves by forgetting our mistakes. This lead to eventually not caring and then enjoying the mistakes we do. Once we reach the stage where we take pleasure in this pain our sense of right and wrong warp into one and we lose all sense of humanity.

One day in this town this child was getting ready to enter this world. It was a Tuesday to be more exact. The day was the twenty-seventh of Zem (August in their language) and it was about three fifty-seven in the afternoon. Well anyway in the back of the town a lady named Mariline was just about to deliver a baby and the entire town was huddling around the little straw roofed house made out of adobe.

Inside the house were a couple other people. There was a priest named Camiln, two doctors named Czalw and Trin, the father of the new to be baby. The two doctors were giving Mariline some anesthetics while the father placed a pillow underneath the mother head and then started to pace back and forth. In his eyes something seemed to be more then just a sense of trouble but something deeper like knowledge of the days to come and every time he glared Mariline in the eyes the contractions seemed to become less painful but that could just be the medicine. After the doctors finished the preparations the Priest Camiln stepped in. He placed a brush and some ink next to him. He then started to dip the brush in the ink and painted the image of something along some wrinkles on the mother’s stomach. It appeared to be a picture of two Humans curled up into a ball but they are sleeping. They are trying to grab each other’s hands but can't reach them. After the priest did that the second doctor named Trin came back the mother and place a monitor over her. He looked through it and something very strange appeared. The baby had two problems. The baby had a impartial soul. It hadn’t stopped growing at the same rate a normal soul would. The connection between the astral plane and the body hadn’t disconnected like a normal person. It seemed that it will never stopped or maybe it was just not ready to stop. Also the baby seemed to be wrapped in an extra layer of something. It wasn’t an extra layer of skin or something along those lines. It seemed to just be a layer out pure light. The father was extremely interested in this he was glued to the monitor smiling saying just a few words to him.

“Its here…. They are both here… Nothing will be the same… I mean ever again…”

He smiled as he leaned against a wall.

“It will be all over soon…. So very soon”

Then a few hours later Mariline started gasping and panicking. The doctors and the priest ran towards her but in a flat three second she disappeared in a great flash of white light. For those last seconds the newly born baby saw everything in front of his eyes and even those things invisible to the naked eye. He saw the last movement of everyone. The people outside waiting for him, the priest worried about his well being and the doctors that were ready to help his mother. Everything seemed so perfect and then a single individual seemed to speak to him while the rest were frozen in time. He walked up to him and placed his hands underneath him. His arms raised him up into the air during this confusion. His father smiled in a frightening matter.

“Hello Seth…. Seth Zeion… my son…. The end will come soon to this… For my son is the Mirage Named Sorrow…”

At that moment he threw him up into the air as everything started glow bright white around him. Everything was in perfect silence for in these few moments a newly born being that would follow a great fate entered the world. The phenomenon named Seth Zeion…. The mirage named Sorrow… For that is exactly what it meant and it fitted him so well. The entire village and all that was around it were surrounded by that white light and then in a second it shrunk down to a little ball. All that was left was this white ball and Seth. As this baby look around he picked up this ball. It shot directly into the center of his soul. This lead a mysterious figure appearing of his head. It went down to Seth and made him cry. For he realized that in the few second he was born he has already had something to be sorrowful about. His entire town was trapped in hi soul. He never knew if they would be released or not but this figure which materialized into an angel kept hugging him. After a few seconds this angel made him smile for he knew that she truly loved him and this angel was made from those who he had done wrong from and they forgave him. This angel was them they had taken the shape of the one he truly loved. This angel was the one being which he could always follow.

For the next few years this child grew at an incredible pace. It was as if he wasn’t human and that was most likely true anyway. His intelligence was of that at someone at the age of sixty when he was two and he look fifteen. When he was twelve he ventured out into the world and looked for a better explanation of what happened when he was born he traveled north to a the remains of some old ruins. In there she appeared once again. The angel that had comforted him in that time of need. She was there to guide him to a artifact which was hidden underneath a pile of dirt and bricks. In there a tattoo on his back glowed for the first time. It was the same tattoo his mother had on her when he was born. This tattoo glowed pitch black the second he touched a sword and a book. To normal eyes it would had appeared to be a pile rust but to him it was a whole other world. Then some familiar masculine words in his ear.

“That is the twelve bladed Sorrow my son… that is your sword… and that is your power my son… the power over the essence of others…”

Seth looked at the first page of the book but it was blank. He placed his index finger in the center of the page and images and words came rushing through his head. Seth knew what he was and what he was meant to do. From there on he held his personal idea of a bible in his left hand and his personal weapon in his right. From there on He stood tall in the air only to stop those who went against him and the all the souls of the Earth and the Omniverse.

Seth Zeion… The mirage named Sorrow…. His journey just begins…


Theme Song: “Jacqueline” by Franz Ferdinand

[Battlecry]

Joining....since Breakdown promises me secks.
I mean....rep. Yeah. Rep. >__>;

I'll post my template in a bit.

[Vendetta]

Save me a spot. I'm joining. If I'm allowed, of course.

I'll post my template in a few. Fear it. =]

[Battlecry]

Yeah, using Tsutira....again. Dx

Name: Hatake Tsutira
Title: Mirage of Euphoria
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Weapons: Kunai and Shuriken.
Appearance: http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a2...l/100_1849.jpg
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Shinobi Rank: Genin
Chakra Element: Lightning
Hometown: Kagehagure (Village Hidden in the Shadows)
Personality: Anti-social, Lonely, and Calm; she's prone to be unconfident and negative, based on her lack of belief and friendship. She's also known to be quiet and and imaginative most of the time, to escape reality itself. Tsutira just seems to dislike most people, and doesn't hold faith towards anything....others reject her, and some just plainly ignore her. She can't stand that people never look her straight in the eye. Whether they hate her or not, she atleast wants to be around someone. But.....why does she seem so dark and mysterious? At times, she speaks of her past, and only reveals vauge descriptions. From the people that have spoken to her, they've seen that she is carrying a large burden of regret and despair on her shoulders.
Speciality: Stamina and Agility.

Jutsus:

Kadou Kumori No Jutsu (Shadow Vortex: Ninjutsu) -The user unites the shadows around himself, then creates a mid-sized black hole. It completely absorbs the user's opponent, and drains all of their chakra. Then, they are spat from out of the vortex, and left motionless. This jutsu requires highly-charged chakra from the user.
<Class B> (not yet learned)

Shinzui Dageki No Jutsu (Spirit Cleve: Taijutsu) -While in combat, the user can charge up a bit of their chakra either into their arms or legs. The user then leaps high into the air, unleashing a devestating physical attack by shooting out a small shockwave from their arms and/or feet towards the chosen opponent.
<Class C>

Terepo-to No Jutsu (Art of Teleportation: Ninjutsu/Genjutsu) -Enables to let the user to use the shadows in order to change their location. Yet, it still gives a shadowy image of him/her, leaving their opponent(s) in confusion of where the user really is. This jutsu was created by Hatake Tsutira.
<Class B>

Bunshin No Jutsu (Clone Skill: Genjutsu) -Everyone is required to know this. Requirement to Graduate as a Gennin. This is a basic jutsu. It creates illusions of the caster, in other words: clones. These are basic clones that aren't real. If they are hit by something, they automatically disappear.
<Class D>

Kokuangyou no Jutsu (Bringer of Darkness: Genjutsu) -Creates an illusion of complete darkness over the battlefield. It traps the opponent into absolute darkness, where they can see nothing but their own body. The person/people trapped inside the genjutsu cannot see the user if the user decides to attack, therefore defending one's self is extremely hard.
<Class A>

Kai (Dispel: Reversal Genjutsu) -A jutsu that destroys/cancels out an illusionary jutsu attempted on the user.
<Class C>

Chidori (Lightning Edge: Special Ninjutsu) -The user of this jutsu can use an immense containment of chakra, so much that it is clearly visible, letting out streaks of lightning from the user's palm. For Tsutira, the Chidori is black and red. This is a very powerful jutsu created by Hatake Kakashi.
<Class S>

Kumori Kiba No Jutsu (Shadow Fang: Taijutsu) -Tsutira created this jutsu, and is the only one that is able to master it. She charges chakra around her body, so much that it gives out a dark red aura. It then takes the shape of large fangs around her arms. She can use this for a physical advantage in combat.
<Class A> (only able to perform in demonic form)

Kawamari No Jutsu (Body Substitute Skill: Ninjutsu) -It's implied in the name. The user switches his or her body with a plant, animal or anything for that matter. This is used to escape dangerous situations such as many sharp projectiles being flung at the person. Sometimes you can damage your opponent with this attack.
<Class D>

Sennen Goroshi (Pain of a Thousand Years: Taijutsu) -A technique where the user sneaks up behind his opponent, and performs a very powerful asspoke.
<Class C>

Kanashibari No Jutsu (Body Freeze Skill: Ninjutsu) -Used to immobilize enemies. Stops them and freezes them in their tracks entirely.
<Class A> (not yet learned)

Suro-Kaen No Jutsu (Art of the Shielding Blaze: Ninjutsu) -Enables the user to create a large shield of fire around them. If an enemy is too close, than it will implode around them, doing fatal damage towards them. This jutsu was also created by Tsutira, and a few other shinobi have attempted to try it.
<Class B>

Kuro Kiri No Jutsu (Dark Mist: Special Ninjutsu) -Tsutira is the only one that has been able to master this jutsu. It lets the user absorb the shadows ejecting from objects, then it covers the entire area with a dark mist. It it almost impossible to see through it.
<Class A>

Katon Goukakyuu no Jutsu (Grand Fireball: Ninjutsu) A technique where the user blows a large ball of fire from his mouth.
<Class C>

Chiyo-Tejina Kumori (Mystic Shadow Healing: Ninjutsu) Allows the user to drain the shadows from around them, then it enters their body, and goes into their wounds. The wounds then quickly close up, and sometimes completely heal if enough chakra is charged.
<Class A>

Kumori Omega (Omega Shadow Spirit: Special Trait) A dark being is kept inside of Tsutira, and it's not even known to her what it is. The Hokage has said that it is actually a force of evil, or a 'curse' that had been placed upon her by fate. It can do magnificent things....or it could do terrible tasks. It all depends on her deepest ambitions. If she isn't deeply upset or angered, then it will stay at peace. It hasn't been activated yet, so know one really knows what it is capable of. It first entered her body when the Atazuki had attacked her home. The beast within Tsutira is deadly, and is rumored to be stronger than the demonic nine-tailed fox. The Hokage has developed an assasin group of elite ninjas to kill her if the monster fully unleashes itself.
<UNCLASSIFIED>

Summon: Kagejurai- The Wolf of Shadows
Theme Song: Ghost Of You -My Chemical Romance
Likes: Nightime, Roses, People, Ramen.
Dislikes: Her Past, Kagehagure, Atatsuki, Blood.

Bio: Tsutira is the only child of Hatake Kakashi, and the grandaughter of the famous "White Fang". At a very early age, her house hd been attacked by men from a deadly group called the Atazuki.
They were hunting down Tsutira's father, a high-classed ANBU shinobi. When the handful of elite ninja arrived at her house, they destroyed practically everything in their wake. They searched through out the entire house, looking for Kakashi. But -- he was nowhere to be found.

Tsutira and her mother immediatly hid upstairs, not having anyone to protect them from these bloodlusting assasins. After they were finished searching on the first story of the house, the group acended up towards the second floor.
Without hesitation, they threw objects to the ground, and kicked down a few doors of the house savagely.
When they arrived into the room that Tsutira and her mother were, one of the men walked up to them. Readying his sharp katana, he picked the woman up by her shirt, the blade gently placed at her throat.

"Where is Hatake Kakashi?" The young man spoke in a rough, merciless voice. It really wasn't even a man....it was actually a boy. Not much older than Tsutira, actually. From the looks of it....he was about nine years old; three years older than she. Staring right into the eyes of the boy, Tsutira's mother let her tears well up in her eyes. Refusing to cooperate, she didn't make a sound, and looked over at her daughter. Faintly, she whispered,
"I love you". Merely a second after the words slipped from her mouth, she was killed immediatly.
"Mommy!" Tsutira called out to her fallen mother, and the boy who had just slain her turned over to Tsutira. His eyes were filled with power....almost a demonic aura sprouting within them. "Why...?" She looked up at the boy with sadness, and he plunged the same bloody katana into her back. For the past month, Tsutira's mother had been very ill. With a poisonous disease -- an unknown one, at that. And, her blood had just been mixed into that of her's.

Weirdly, the poison seperated from the blood, and ran through Tsutira's flow of chakra. The poison gave her new powers. That far surpassing any child's, and many wouldn't doubt that it rose up to the full extent of the Nine-Tailed Fox's that had been harassing the Fire Nation for many years.
Suddenly, the chakra became visible all around her body, and the wound through her back was instantly healed. She stood back up, at the chakra seemed to take the transparent shape of blades. The blades sliced through the men, and left them dead. The only trouble was....the boy who had killed her mother had already escaped. So, from that day forth, Tsutira was granted the name of the "Cursed Fang."

That entire year, and the one before, Kakashi began to train Tsutira, to become stronger; and to learn to control the beast that was now trapped inside of Tsutira. That was really the only time that Tsutira was able to spend with her father. Since he was a high-classed Jounin now, he was busy with significant missions.
But, it seemed that Kakashi was having to travel very long distances from Kagehagure to the villages in the Fire Nation. So, after much thought, Kakashi moved to the village of Konohagure.
He didn't want his daughter to be alone the entire time, since he would be busy training teams, and he wouldn't be able to take care of her. As another downside, his enemies would try to hurt her, so he had no choice. He left Tsutira in Kagehagure with a brilliant and kind kounochi by the name of Nagori.

She was a medical Jounin, who was the second medical ninja to ever work on the field. But, what Tsutira didn't know -- was that Nagori was also an ANBU shinobi, just like her father. That's the only way how they knew eachother.
To Nagori, she was living a double-sided life. One half was taking care of Kakashi's daughter and making sure her powers weren't to harm anyone. The other life of her's was serving right under the Hokage, performing deadly tasks, and gathering classified information. It was better not to tell her, though. She didn't want to worry the child. As Tsutira's guardian, she seemed to just be any normal parent towards her. So, the girl didn't have any suspicions.

Finally, when living with Nagori for three weeks, she decided to talk. She was still phased from her past, and wasn't able to shake her mother's death out of her mind.
Only being seven years old now, she was being very mature to stay calm. Now, she was going to start opening up to others.
Even though the townsfolk rejected her from her unhumanly powers -- she always seemed to be kind, and have faith in the future. She decided it was time to stop dwelling in the past. She had a question that she had wanted to be answered for months, now. She meant to ask her father, but he had left to another village. It seemed now that Nagori was the only person she could talk to.

"N-nagori-chan..." She spoke quietly, then cleared her voice. "Why does....being alone....hurt so much?" She asked, staring up at her guardian as a silent moment passed. Nagori thought about her question, realizing why she would ask such a thing. Tsutira had been so alone for the past year, now.
The villagers ignored and ridiculed her. Most of the children would tease her, and call her names. It felt like emotional torture...to be a monster, as they called her. She hated herself for that. She started staying in the house the entire day, even skipping meals sometimes. She just wished time would pass by faster....and that she would be able to see her father once more.
"You mean...you want love, Tsutira?" Nagori knelt down infront of Tsutira, managing a slight smile as she stared into the girl's lonely, blue eyes.
"Why...." Anger began to take over her depression as she looked back over at Nagori, "Why...does everyone hate me?"
After a brief silence, Nagori hugged the troubled girl gently, and a look of surprise filled Tsutira's face. "No one hates you...No one..." She smiled again, and looked back up at the girl's face. "Infact, Tsutira....I love you very much."

Love?

Tsutira hadn't heard that from anyone since the moment her mother was killed. Was it true? Did this woman really love her? Speechless for words, Tsutira quickly hugged Nagori back, and a true smile finally came to her face the first time in a year.
About a week or so later, Tsutira had slightly gained back her confidence.

Early in the morning, she decided to go outside and spend some time over at the nearby playground. Not many people were outside at this time of day, so she thought it would be a bit more safe to go outside without people around. As she arrived at the small park, she went over to the pair of swings, and she slowly rocked back and forth in the wooden seat, watching as birds flew by, and the sun finally rise to its brightest, illuminating the day.
She thought she was finally at peace, untill a small group of kids came runing towards the playground.
Why were they up so early? Did they like making her feel miserable? They arrived at the park with rocks held tightly in thier palms. 'Not again....' She thought, slowly getting off of the wooden swing, and heading out of the area.

"Hey! It's the freak!" One of the boys in the group called out, rudely pointing at her. The kids began to laugh, and one of them tossed a rock right at her forehead, and it struck hard. Blood began to drip down her face, but weirdly, the wound had healed.
By the time it did, Tsutira was already running as fast as she could through the small village. As soon as she was out of breath, she had arrived at a dead end.
From a close distance, she could hear the same boy yell, "Get her!" She became afraid as they cornered her like a lone dog, surrounded by a pack of hungry wolves.

"Get away!" She shouted, clenching her fists. Being as annoying as they were, they ignored her, and pelted the rocks at her. One by one, the pebbles hit their target, and the wounds only dissappeared. What was happening to her?
"Stop!" Anger began to rise in her tone, and she caught an incoming rock with her bare hand. Suddenly, her pure, blue eyes had turned into deadly golden ones. "...It's time for you to be afraid...." She spoke in a rusty tone, much unlike hers.
A dark chakra began to surround her, and took the shape of spears.
They struck the kids at the speed of a raging bullet, and they all fell to the ground, blood covering the alleyway, and crimson blotches scattered on parts of Tsutira's clothes.
After the kill, her eyes reverted to their normal state, and she had finally realised what she had done. With much haste, she raced back to her house, fearing that the worst would come. Was she really.....a monster?

When she finally reached her house, Nagori was beginning to prepare breakfast. She could tell Tsutira was opening the door, so she asked, "Where've you been so early in the day?" She asked, putting a few slices of bread into the toaster.
As she turned over to Tsutira, she stared at her in shock as she saw the enormous amount of blood all over her clothes. She dropped everything she was holding, and rushed over to her.
"Oh my - Tsutira! A-are you okay?!" She asked worriedly, using the paper towel she was holding to clean off the all the blood she could.
"I didn't mean to! It wasn't my fault!" The girl spoke with guilt, hoping that her guardian wouldn't hate her for her actions, like everyone else did. "I'm sorry! I really am!" She began to cry, still not telling Nagori what had happened. But, her caretaker had already guessed. This blood wasn't hers....it was someone else's.

"Tsutira..." She began to back up from the girl, fear of what she had done.
"You....y-you hate me.." Tsutira spoke sadly, her tears only flowing faster. Yet, Nagori didn't respond. She was at a loss for words. She didn't want to know who would be this girl's next victim.
"You said you didn't! You said no one hated me!" Her sobs grew louder, and the dark chakra began to rise again. It started to creep towards Nagori, but only grazing the sides of her limbs. She managed to dodge the blows, and she instantly vanished. Tsutira, turning back to her normal state, was now filled with despair. Why was she the one to be cursed in such a way?
Then, she could feel two, warm arms wrap around her. She knew exactly who it was. The woman who she had just attacked was still showing forgiveness towards her. Tsutira thought she was lucky....to have someone like her around.

The night after, Tsutira was silently sitting uptop the flat roof of her home. The only thing able to be heard was the faint chirp of the crickets hidden within the bushes, and the leaves swaying in the calm winds.
The stars were brightly lit, and the moon was full. What Tsutira didn't know, was that her power rose to its full extent on the night of a full moon. For, exactly one year ago, was when Tsutira obtained her deadly powers.

"I wonder if i'll see Daddy again..." She whispered to herself, suddenly hearing an abrupt ruffling in the nearby tree behind her. She turned around, wondering what the cause of the sound could be. But, as soon as she turned around, a katana struck her right in the back. Quickly, she fell to the ground, not being able to see the face of the figure. The person was clothed in the uniform of an ANBU shinobi, and the shadows seemed to cover their face.
"I'm sorry." The figure spoke, withdrawing the blade. Only to her dismay -- the young girl got up, her eyes a piercing yellow. As the young girl saw the face of her attempted killer, her emotional pain far surpassed that of her physical.
For, that face of the ANBU was the one person she had left to care for.....Nagori. "You're a liar." She spoke in a demonic, two-toned voice. The beast within her was now entirely intertwined with her heart and will. The wound in her back seemingly dispersed, and she was in full power. The moon granted her to do almost anything imaginable.

"Why....?" The girl spoke, her chakra solidifying into a stone hand, which bound around Nagori's neck, raising her up into the air.
"I-it's...because..." She tried to gather air into her lungs, but it was useless. "...you're...a...a monster...." She finished, and Tsutira immediatly dropped her onto the ground below. Her eyes widened with sadness, and tears began to well up in her eyes as she leapt off of the rooftop, and stood right beside one of the only people she had ever cared for. "No....it's not me...it's you!" She readied her blades of chakra, staring into Nagori's eyes as they began to fill with guilt.

"It's you! YOU'RE THE MONSTER!" She yelled with tremendous anger, plunging the blade right through her heart, then left the village forever.


Tsutira didn't have much left to do, now. There were only two things she was left to exist for. First; she needed to find her father -- Hatake Kakashi. She hadn't heard anything from him in six years, so there was a slim chance that he even was alive. He could've moved to a different village...there were many possibilites why she would never find him. That didn't stop her, though. She wasn't granted the name "Cursed Fang" for nothing.
She was strong enough to defeat any enemy that got in her way, when angered. For; her emotions controled the height of her new powers. Then, that lead to Tsutira's second goal : gaining revenge over the one person who took away everything she had, and entirely destroyed her life. That boy who gave her the darkness within her so many years ago.....Uchiha Normatsu. She swore she would do everything in her power to find them, and kill anyone who got in her way.

[Desert Jesus]

Joining

=Your Character=

--Basics--

Name: Ambrose Aracely
Nickname: The Poetic Soldier
Age: Defined as “Infinity.” Ambrose is not subject to the fundamental structures of age; instead, he is classified as “time without end.”(Explained in Biography)
Gender: Ambrose navigates the ages in a male shell; in truth, he holds a spiritual essence, a connection with the remnants of the past, allocating the spare pain, mirth, and odium within him.
Race: Ambrose is a male body inhabited by a Spiritwind.
Pure Race or Mix: Pure.
Allegiance: Aesthete (The Arts)
Occupation (if Applicable): Poet, Philosopher, Military Veteran of the ages.
Residence: Forest of Heroes

--Family--

Parents: Ambrose had a father, or a creator, if you will. It was known that he did not partake in marriage, and that he did not father any young ones. Unfortunately, his name was lost to legend, and therefore varies.
Siblings: None.
Married?: Once, to a beautiful lass by the name of Aurora. That era of love and passion has long since passed, though.
Children: He once had a son named Bartholomew, who had become a Knight at an early age of eighteen. His pride, quest for honor, and dangerous attitude led him to death in the Fourth Crusade; Ambrose has ever since mourned his sons death.

--Appearance Basics--

Height: 6'1"
Weight: 220
Hair Colour: Moonlight
Eyes: "Physical Appearance"
Distinguishing Features: Once again, you will find this description in "Physical Appearance."

--Physical Appearance--:

~ Appearance: Ambrose is distinct in his features in that he conveys a sense of triquetra morality; a three-leaf clover, if you will, with the stem scalded by obscurity. Ambrose has eyes pierced by a loving warmth of desolate lunacy, as they are as deep and complex as myth in its entirety, with the faint shading of blue Ankhs emanating a dim sapphire glow around his black pupils. Carved into the flesh upon his handsome face is an eloquently calculated Trefoil Knot that arcs over the bridge of his burly nose, cambers around his tight, trivial lips and heads northward to his breaching hairline, forehead untouched by the extensive strands of moonlight hairs coupled together in a substantial knot hung just above the waistline curved around his back. His bangs, half-elliptical in shape, arc fourth and prod into the indents on either side of Ambrose’s sturdy chin.

Ambrose is of a medium build, with defined yet average sized muscle tone.

~ Garments/Armor/Armaments: When subject to the moonlight, his moonlit bangs slice a moon-shaped shadow into the ground around his feet, which are sheathed by black boots, str